Manley had inherited his sister's estate, and the first thing he did was buy the building for the UFO Contact Center and set up a nonprofit company. His sister had left her house and a sizable savings, so Manley was able to devote all of his time to the center. Barbara thought he was going a little overboard when he decided to undertake the operation, but it wasn't long before she could see the need for such an organization. UFO sightings were on the increase, and people were starting to realize that something was going on right under their very noses. Manley was busy at his center, to the point where he was recruiting people to help him out. Once in a while he asked Barbara to come and talk to someone, to find out if they were schizophrenic or not. He encountered all kinds of people -- a few textbook case nuts -- but mostly normal, everyday people in need of answers. Barbara still had questions of her own in connection with the bizarre disappearance of the three people who had been entrusted in her care in the psychiatric ward at Reeve Memorial. The two foreign doctors had been driving seven patients with the weird affliction to a specialty clinic for experimental therapy. Only they never arrived at their destination. Nobody ever found out what really happened. The van had been found in the mountains, where it had evidently rolled off a cliff into a raging river below. No bodies had been found, but the authorities finally presumed all of the individuals to be dead. The incident had occurred in March and no one could have survived the frigid temperature of that water.